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1 " Brígh was still a strong woman, all power in her shoulders and determination in her jaw. She’d lost her lithe agility with the soundness of her knee, but it didn’t stop her from moving like she had places to be, people to end. "
― E.G. Radcliff , The Last Prince (The Coming of Áed, #2)
2 " Ninian stared in shock as the stranger met his gaze, noticing the way the color danced like the glow of embers over a coal. It was darkly brilliant around the edges, licking crimson in toward the center, and around the pupil glimmered a fine circle of bright copper flecks.It was stunning. "
3 " Áed,” he whispered, too softly to be heard. Just trying out the words. Just to hear them, maybe convince himself to swallow them again. “Please.” He swallowed; it was hard to say. “Please catch me.”Áed opened his eyes.Ninian’s breath choked him.Áed looked otherworldly in the moonlight, and a slow, tiny smile crept over his face. “Okay. "
4 " Máel Máedóc leaned forward, all height and muscle and astute, lightning-sharp eyes. “Áed is dangerous. That’s honest. If he knew himself, he could probably kill you where you stand, and send an awful lot down with you. He can know every feeling you have and every lie you tell.” The shopkeeper’s eyes were bluer than the far-out ocean, and seven times as deadly. “He is not safe to be around. "
